The Order of Justice

The room itself was a lot larger than her own. Hell, all knights got were beds and a stool. Sayaka had a whole desk to herself. She supposed it made sense. Knights didn’t have to do any paper work.

Once inside, Kyouko walked in and stood near Sayaka’s bed. She didn’t really feel like sitting at the moment, so she simply crossed her arms and waited for Sayaka to say something. It was silent at first. Neither of them said anything for a while. When Kyouko had enough, she opened her mouth to get things started.

"You know...I joined the knights at first, for...an entirely selfish reason." Sayaka started, taking a seat in her office chair. "A cowardly reason, I guess. I was trying to get out of a bad living situation. I'm not...well liked in the city. Adults don't really care much for me, and my peers...well, you've seen how they feel." With small frown, Sayaka looked to the side.

"In school, I was bullied. All the time, for years. There were some...primary reasons why, but even if not I'm sure they would have found a plethora of reasons. That guy was one of the people who harassed me on a daily basis." Sighing, she satback and crossed her arms, slightly uncomfortable with this subject. "One day in particular....it went a little too far. That was the day I'd had it, contracted, and left home. When I tried to go home as a wreck, and tell my mother what happened, she just told me it was my fault, and wrote me off."

Adjusting the uniform she wore, Sayaka's fingers found the bottom edge of her top, raising it slightly. Enough to reveal the scar sliced along her abdomen. Only for a moment, as she dropped the clothing, letting it cover the past wound again.

Kyouko tilted her head when Sayaka spoke quietly. Yeah, she supposed it was their fault. What she said next made the lancer wonder if something.. happened for Sayaka to say that… Of course something happened. This behavior wasn’t normal. There was no doubt anymore. But she knew she had to step carefully around this topic with the Lieutenant. As much as Kyouko wanted to know what was going on, she wasn’t going to be able to get it out of Sayaka with the usual brash and demanding way. This was delicate.

The suggestion sounded fine to Sayaka. If anything that felt safer than anywhere else in the camp. Her quarters was a solitary room. Nothing terribly impressive, given she was only a rank higher than knight, but it was a major improvement in terms of security and privacy, anyway.

"That's fine. It's more private there anyway." She reasoned, before gesturing for Kyouko to follow her. Heading back into the camp's property, it doesn't take long for her to guide Kyouko to the residential building, and to the door that led into her room. A turn of the handle, and the inside of the room was revealed. Plain, with a bed, a working desk that already had a few scattered bits of paperwork here and there, and her personal belongings. 

The lancer could care less if that punk was actually a knight or not. They were gone and their lesson learned. There were more pressing matters to attend to now. Opening her eyes again, Kyouko leaned in closer almost forcing the bluenette to lock her timid blue eyes with the lancer’s fiery red ones.

That's pathetic. Sayaka knew, she realized. She should have hurt him, should done something for herself. But he was worse than any other guy that could have approached her with similar attitude. There was a history there. One she didn't like to think about, and one that still haunted her enough to traumatize her all over again when she was within such close vicinity with him.

"I...it's...his fault."

The admitted statement is quiet, eyes glancing to the side, despite Kyouko's efforts to keep their eye contact. "Men...they make me...uncomfortable." They scared her, to an extent, honestly. Not normally. But when they got so close, when they had the same kind of...intent, that she experienced before, it made her stomach knot up and woke that ill feeling once again.

This time she was shirking her responsibilities again by taking a stroll around the camp. She liked walking alone near the less traveled routes so no one could see her slacking off. When she turned a corner, she stopped and noticed something was happening in the small group ahead of her. Three guys and… the Lieutenant? Sayaka the Lieutenant? By the looks of things, the lancer immediately sensed this encounter was not a good one, and her blood began to boil..

Part of her thought process as she walked up to the guy in front of Sayaka was why she wasn’t defending herself. She was a goddamn Lieutenant for crying out loud. The other was who the fuck this smokey prick in front of her comrade thought he was, grabbing her like that? With a swift tap to the shoulder, her ‘peer’ turned around only to be met with a full forced punch to the nose, sending him reeling back in pain. 

"GAAHH WHat the fUCK—" he screamed, holding his blooded nose. Kyouko immediately walked in between Sayaka and her harasser, fists still clenched. 

"You wanna explain ta me why the fuck yer layin hands on a goddamn Lieutenant, asswipe!? I would have yer ass demoted, but that ain’t my style. I’d rather beat the shit outta ya instead—” the lancer spat. 

The other boys looked torn between fleeing or checking to make sure it was okay by their ‘leader’ first. They decided to help him up and give her dirty looks instead. How cute, standing their ground.  ”You’re gonna get it, Sakura,” the middle boy threatened, looking into his hand now covered in blood. “I’ll make sure Akemi gets wind of thi—”

Kyouko snapped at the mention of Akemi. She was going to let them go, but now they needed to be taught a lesson. Taking a step forward, the lancer made a very swift and powerful kick straight up into his groin. The sound that came out of his throat almost made her laugh. The satisfying smirk was still there, though. Kneeling down to the now doubled over ‘peer’, Kyouko lifted his head up with a fistful of his disgustingly matted hair.

"Don’t you ever. Threaten me or mention Akemi ever again. If I hear that you said somethin’ to anyone about this, I’ll fuckin’ kill ya. Mark my fuckin’ words, dick breath.” 

With that, Kyouko let his head hang and sneered at the other two trembling beside their friend before turning around and grabbing Sayakas forearm to lead her away from there. Once they were alone, she released the Lieutenant’s arm and crossed he arms.

Her yes averted at the question. Was she really so pathetic, with these past mistakes, that she needed someone else to come in and battle for her? It was no wonder she couldn't garner respect from most of the knights, promotion or not. She was still as pathetic as she was before, it felt like. "I'm...yeah I'm fine...they didn't...do anything else."

She seemed reluctant to meet Kyouko's gaze, though did give a small nod, and a sigh as her hand rubbed at the back of her head. "Thank you..." She mumbled. Kyouko shouldn't have had to do that in the first place. "I don't...know how he got so close to camp. I was heading into the city, and I think those two other knights let him in. He's not...a knight." Sayaka would have known if he was a knight. She would have been...considerably more terrified, if he was a knight, sharing the same territory as her. Able to get to her.

My extended apologies to roleplay blogs following me lately.

I know you’re probably upset to see so much constant OOC here but.

I’ve been taking a break from PMMM roleplay? I’m sort of on a semi-Hiatus. However I have not given up on my muses, of course, especially not this one. Ongoing roleplays are still drafted and I still plan on continuing them. Just, not right now. 

If you still want to follow me? Cool, and thank you for your patience. I try to limit my OOC to my sideblog instead of here for that reason of your patience, tbh. So you don’t have to see this constant chatter of mine. But if you don’t want to follow until I get back on my feet, then I also understand. 

I do look forward to when I can roleplay with my new followers, and I wish I could do it soon, but it will have to wait until I can get back to roleplaying on my PMMM muses again. 

You’ve got my biggest apologies, and wishes that I soon return from my hiatus comfortably. 

"You've got some high expectations for games, you know." Sayaka huffs, though she soon simply smirks and chuckles. "I'll be good enough competition for you though. Rest assured, I'm not about to bore ya."

    “Point taken, I suppose.” Mami admits with a sheepish chuckle. Of course, she neglects to point out that she’s exactly the kind of person desperate enough to put up with negative attention but perhaps that’s for the best, lest Sayaka already get some weird vibes from her. At any rate, she had company now and that was best to focus on.

"Hah, it's nice to know someone sees my presence as pleasant though, I admit. I don't hear that a lot." Sayaka said, keeping her cheerful demeanor, despite what her words implied about how her interactions usually went.

"It is. Guess weather's on our side too." Sayaka chuckled. If she was in luck's good graces today, maybe this would leave an impression the queen would surely never forget. In a good way, hopefully. 

"Don’t worry! I’m sure he’s easy ta take care of! He’ll eat almost anythin! An’ he knows how ta take care ‘a himself, too! He’s a smart little guy! Aren’t ya?" Kyouko leaned over and scratched the ferret’s head. He seemed to enjoy the attention he was receiving from the girls. "All he needs is a name now!" she beamed.

Sayaka wasn't really sure what to name him, really. She was sure she could think of something eventually, but sitting up here on the spot? Not so much. Maybe Kyouko could help her out with it instead though?

      The green haired girl smiled at her comment, cheeks flushing. Really she was quite sweet. But she stayed quiet, a slight bite at her own bottom lip as she follows the other to the cafe. It was a small place it appeared but also very cozy and quaint, someplace where she felt like she could really relax which was quite nice actually. And yet despite the nice feeling and such, she never knew about this place. She probably passed it a dozen times and never went in. Seeing it now, she wondered how she actually missed it at all. 

      “This place is… really  nice. It feels has a bit of a warm feeling. I’m impressed, Sayaka-san.” She chimes, a smile again returning to her cheeks.

"Aw, you're makin' me blush. I do try, though." Sayaka chuckled, rubbing her head. Though at the redirection at ordering, Sayaka thought about it, looking at the small menus nearby. 

"Mm, okay..." Sayaka said, scooting into the seats and taking her seat by the window. With their bags put away and the knights finally seated comfortably, it wasn't too long before the train was already making its slow preparations to take off eventually.